This was a triumph.
I'm making a note here:
Huge success!
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction.

Aperture Science.
We do what we must because we can
For the good of all of us
Except the ones who are dead.

But there's no sense crying over every mistake
You just keep on trying til you run out of cake
And the science gets done
And you make a neat gun
For the people who are still alive!

--Ending song from Portal. :)

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Anyway... Hello, I am Akira Necris. Not my real name, but that is my internet name because I don't trust the internet with my real name.

Because I have a stalker.

And Stalkers are bad when they aren't a part of the Stalkers Anonymous (Which is me, only me.), so don't ask for my real name, because you won't get it.

However, I'm also on FaceBook as Akira Necris, so if you like me, love me, hate me, think I'm funny, or you're just plain BORED, look for me on there. But no, I will not join your apps on there. FarmVille is a no-go. As is everything else.

I'm:
-22, but I look/act perpetually 16
-an artist
-a very VERY amateur writer
-a singer
-a bather of dogs
-Doctor Who fanatic (If it weren't immature to say so, I would totally marry David Tennant. Also, if he weren't already married. FML)
-taken and I'm not looking to change that
-stressed 24/7
-the "normal one" at anime cons
-NOT into Yaoi
-Homophobic (but not as in "hates/is scared of gay people", because I didn't know they actually LIKED being called "homo" now. No, I'm scared of other girls. I don't like being hugged by them, or anything else. However, from an outside perspective, me and my cousin act gay enough to make gays blush, because we are the siblings we've always wanted but never got.)
-Spaztastic and extremely awkward
-a stereotypical high school drop out
-Completely useless at math (that's why I dropped out)
-Manic depressive (and some days, it shows)
-Bored, so I'm gonna go do that thing where I write stories and stuff. See ya!

Summary: Ihmagè had thought her story was going to be a Rapunzel story; locked in a castle, surrounded by bodyguards and maids. She only wanted attention... She only wanted affection, was that so bad? Those amethyst eyes, the first she had seen outside of the castle, she loved them and she wanted them so badly. But her fairytale was not one of happiness like she wanted.

Summary: Illisara, a female Breton in the Ebonheart Pact, tries to pick up the pieces of her life now that she has loved, lost, and seen firsthand the effects of the great war... Little did she know, the key to finding her way was placed in the hands of one whom she would have never loved in a million years.

He was your knight in shining armor. Figuratively and literally. He had rescued you from a bandit attack, brought you back from the grasp of death. You could say you owed him your life, and no one would ever know exactly how much you meant it.

Summary:
Harsh, cold, and strict. You were known as the female Seto, the Hera, of Kaiba Corp. Should anyone say it to your face, you were given strict orders to replace them. You were Seto's personal assistant, and you were everything he expected out of someone in such a high position. Efficient. Hardworking. You were all business. Strictly business.